@apple brings me some joy and a lot of grief; the lows are too low. Apple ID, no listing, individual privacy control, no data control.
Worse than not being able to do anything to help someone you care about, is not being allowed to do anything to help someone you care about. Not being able to help, when you want to, is sad and frustrating and painful; not being permitted to help, when you are able to, is the saddest.
What’s the most outstanding life hack?
Intelligence is not consciousness. Intelligence is the ability to solve problems. Consciousness is the ability to feel things.
It’s more a replenishment than a supplement. It’s beyond natural, it’s Native. E.g. ginseng can be all-natural, but your body does not make ginseng. Your body makes these redox signaling molecules, so Asea is native to your body. As a result, there is zero toxicity— even water cannot claim that. It is not nutrition nor hydration, yet it provides what your body needs to make and keep itself healthy.
Redox signaling is the communication and activation that our cells need to do what they’re supposed to do: heal themselves.
It’s not nutrition, not hydration, not a drug; all those things may be good and important for the body (sans the drugs!!), however they are not native to the body. Redox signaling molecules are native; our cells produce them, we absolutely need them, and until they figured out how to stabilize these molecules (outside a live body) there was no real way to replenish our own body’s supply.
It’s very different from what we’re all used to; new field of science, minimal frame of reference for most people; that’s why it’s my job to connect people to the resources and provide exposure, education, and guidance.
This site isn’t a repository for that; ping me and we can have a human conversation about it. Those can be really good :)
Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land
It’s midas moment and the geese are in it and the beginning-to-blossom trees are bright white, the evergreens are saturated pine, and the sky is a gorgeous cobalt.
*6:55 pm caught another midas moment near GW parkway; all the bare branches velvet mauve and burnished gold, so bright by the cobalt sky.
Discovered the reason the daffodils in the front yard are all looking so subdued is because a little girl in a bright pink jacket has been swooping in (she was in and out before I had time to think “hey—”) and collecting all the perky-looking blossoms. It’s probably okay; my best guess is that she’s taking them home to her mother, and that’s a pretty fair outcome for spring flowers, no matter how and who carefully planted them.
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